I have had three visits to a dermatologist over the years, and thankfully I have never had major issues. That said, my wonderful wife always asks me what the dermatologist found, and the first two times I said, “I don’t know exactly, but everything is ok.” So as usual I got the third degree about what these spots were and did the doctor look at them. When I made my latest appointment I stated I wanted a complete body scan, but I wasn’t sure she performed them on men. The receptionist said she would enter the data and that the doctor does complete body scans regularly, and she scheduled my appointment.
When I visited my dermatologist I explained to the nurse that questioned me before I saw my doctor that my wife is really concerned, and she wants me to get a complete body scan. I explained she constantly finds little spots or moles after I return and I never know what they are. I told her two areas in particular I wanted her to see, one on the penis and one mole on my lower abdomen just above my pubic hair. My spouse had discovered both of them a few weeks ago. The nurse asked me to strip completely and I could wear the paper gown.
The doctor entered the small office and gave me a hug as she always did and had me sit is a chair while she scooted up in front of me on her wheeled office chair. Once again I explained why I wanted a complete body scan, and I said my wife was driving me nuts with all these skin tags and other anomalies on my skin. She is a very friendly Asian woman about 40 years old or so and made some small talk for a minute or two before she started to look my body over, beginning at my scalp and progressed south step by step looking at my face, neck, shoulders, arms and chest. She then walked to my backside and checked my back and had me bend over while she looked quickly at my butt by separating the cheeks a little. Obviously she untied the gown and pulled it out of the way while she explored the skin in each area.
She identified and circled two areas on he back of my right hand and said they were going to have to take a biopsy as the nurse came close and identified the spot on the paperwork. She found another similar area on my left hand and marked it with a pen too.
At that point the doctor started with my toes, carefully checking the area between them, and looked at both the upper part of the foot and the soles before moving north along my ankles, legs and thighs. She was obviously very thorough in her inspection. She returned to my lower stomach area and said the mole was of no concern and it was of the same variety of one near my little toe that I have had as long as I can recall.
She had me sit in the chair again and lifted the gown to expose my penis to check for a red spot that was very new. As usual I wash thoroughly before I go to a doctor and the spot my wife had seen earlier was not visible then, at least I didn’t see it. She held my penis in her small hand and looked where I told her the red spot was and it wasn’t there, but she looked on the other side by twisting the penis and found the redness in that tender spot at the very end of the shaft before the helmet begins. She twisted my penis around so her nurse and I could both see, and I confirmed it was the spot. She noted she would write a prescription and it would be gone in a few days.
The time I was there before I had suffered from a slight jock itch; however, she never looked, but this time she asked me about it. Thankfully it had gone and I believed it was due to some medicated powder I used occasionally. Also I had changed to boxer shorts that were loose around the area where the thigh joins the body trunk. Still she looked closely in those areas and agreed my problem was solved.
I told her I felt really good about getting checked from head to toe, and she responded that she wanted to do this every six months from now on. Then she took the new biopsies and placed them in containers the nurse prepared to send for analysis, and I was on my way. Three weeks later I received a call that two of the biopsies were positive for some cancer, but it was something she could totally remove. It was not a melanoma.
When I returned for my hand surgery I was still having an issue with my penis and I mentioned it to the nurse who said to go ahead and undress again and the doctor would look again. I mentioned that these gowns were really stupid, and that one would think someone could invent something much better that served the purpose. Then she headed out to get the doctor.
This time when I removed my clothes I did not put the gown on and stood to greet the doctor with a hug when she returned with the nurse. I mentioned the nurse was the only woman that had seen me naked but never given me a hug. Once again in her friendly way she approached me with a hug, but she didn’t say anything about the gown, and once again had me sit while she searched the area for the red spot. I told her it was not sore and I probably would never have noticed it if my wife didn’t find it. The dermatologist was sure it was a mild yeast infection and gave me a different cream to use.
Then she skillfully removed the areas on my right hand, but this time she removed more and had it sent to a pathologist to assure she removed enough. The nurse wrapped my hand and told me how to care for the area and what to do if I had a problem. Sure enough, my wife was convinced I had a problem and I had to return a few days later to have it sanitized and rewrapped. She asked about my penis and I said I hadn’t really checked so she did. This time in front of a different nurse and my dermatologist I just lowered my shorts and boxers, and sure enough I was cured.
I’m looking forward to returning in about three months. I never knew how great one feels after getting a clean bill of health from a dermatologist, and I appreciate that my wife was the person to light a candle under my butt and take some action. Now I’m wondering if it’s ok to just undress and leave the paper gown for the next patient. I really don’t want to have the tthree women think of me as an exhibitionist, but it just seems stupid to cover something up that someone needs to see.